I was so happy. I was learning. I saw all sorts of cultures, and I learned how to play God. My father was happy. Finally, something we could do together. However, ever since I got my first taste for money and found a place where I can simply exist just to seem like I'm doing something in this world. But now, I just don't want to be God. Existence is fun, but now I've lost interest in power. Why? Ever since I was a child, this feeling gave me satisfaction. Now when I see my father, I wonder if we'll ever spend time together anymore. He looks soulless. Sure, we live together, but we don't really interact, love, and make memories. Now I am nothing. Will this power inside me ever rekindle?